I never set out to be a stylist — in fact, I didn’t even know it was a thing. But one day I was the dancer in the audition room, and the next I was behind the scenes, pulling looks for the whole cast. My eye for detail, my love of a good “get-up,” and my background in movement somehow blended into a styling career that took off before I had time to second-guess it.
My career began with 8-counts and scraped knees. I lived in rehearsal studios and backstage hallways, but it was the clothes — the sequins, fringe, layers, and storytelling in every outfit — that kept catching people’s eyes. Before long, I was trading choreography notes for wardrobe fittings and building looks that moved with as much energy as the performers wearing them.
I didn’t chase trends or dream of fashion week — I just wore what felt like me. Turns out, that kind of confidence in clothes is contagious. Style found me when I wasn’t looking: through dance, through friendships, and through a hundred little moments where people saw something in my personal style and trusted me to bring it to their vision.
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